Chronicles of Primordial Wars

“Hey, what are you running for?!” Shao Xuan caught up.

Although it is not difficult to catch up with the horn afternoon due to Shao Xuan's abilities, after all, Totem fighters are superior to those who have not awakened the power of Totem. But he wondered why there was such a reaction at the corner of the afternoon. After a quick run of a few steps, he slowed down again and landed a distance of more than 10 meters behind the corner of the afternoon, keeping up with the distance.

So, in the tourist area of the Longboat tribe, a lot of people walking outside saw the corner of the afternoon running fast, followed by individuals, like chasing debts.

“What happened at Horn Noon?” Someone asked the guy next door.

“I don't know, maybe someone asked him about Totem again? ”

“Probably, after all, a lot of people saw the totem on the three of their brothers that day. It was incredible. I watched their brothers grow up here, but I never saw the totem on them. Aren't they all tourists? ”

Since the appearance of the totem tattoo on the Horn Brothers that day, in the following days, people often went to them. Some tourists were curious and wanted to understand. Others held the thought of pulling together. There were also gangs in the tourist area, because after that, the strength of the Horn Brothers was obviously even greater. Besides, some women in the Traveller District look at their brothers with their eyes lit up.

Shao Xuan chased a section of the road after the corner for lunch. He saw that he was about to leave the tourist area. He stopped and did not continue to chase. After a while, the shadow of the Horn Noon disappeared in front of me, so I headed back.

He knew that there was a place not far from Horn Noon, not far away, and just as he was passing by, Horn Noon's eyes had gone that way several times, and that cabin should be where Horn Noon lived.

Shao Xuan also heard the discussion of the surrounding people. He is now absolutely certain that the Horn Noon is the people of the Flaming Horn tribe. While running, Shao Xuan felt a little totem force belonging to the Flaming Horn tribe from him. He did not realize it before, it should be the result of the Horn Noon's deliberate hiding.

Shao Xuan was pleased that according to the tourists around him, there are still brothers in the corner? That would be better.

Shao Xuan walked towards that cabin. Not far from Shao Xuan, he hid behind someone else's cabin in the corner at noon. He thought he was following him in secret. He was also anxious to see Shao Xuan getting closer and closer to the cabin. He knew that he had received a lot of people's attention because of the totem tattoo thing, among them a lot of people who were jealous or even remembered to hate him. He was afraid that someone would come to the door. Those questions about the totem tattoo had been annoying. Therefore, when he heard someone calling his name or a strange voice, he subconsciously classified the other party as looking for trouble. His brother forbade him to fight, and he could only avoid it.

It snowed a little heavier. The tourists around them went back to the house, and nobody talked to Shao Xuan. If it was the past, they'd be happy to ask about it in their spare time and have some fun, but now, it's better to go back to the house and light a fire. To keep the cold wind out of the house, they even close the windows.

This narrow corridor became cold again.

Shao Xuan looked at the cabin, it was better built than flaming his house, the planks were relatively well stitched, and it looked sturdy.

Approaching that side, Shao Xuan knocked on the door, didn't see anyone open the door, and didn't hear anyone moving in the house.

Everybody out?

Shao Xuan was wondering whether to just pull out the corner for lunch or not, so he listened to the sound of a footstep behind him.

“Who are you? ”

Shao Xuan turned around and came to a young woman. The leather coat on her body looked good. Not only was there no hole, there was no baldness, but the fur on the leather coat was quite thick. The head is also neat and slightly darker, probably because of the constant movement out there, similar to those of the Longboat tribe, all tanned by the sun.

She's not a tourist, she's more like a Longboat tribe.

This is Shao Xuan's first feeling.

“I'm a friend of the Horn Brothers.” Shao Xuan said.

After hearing Shao Xuan's answer, he looked at Shao Xuan with vigilance, “I've never seen you here before. ”

“I just came to the Longboat tribe today.” Shao Xuan swept an old animal leather coat in the other party's hand. The fur on the animal's skin was long, but slightly sparse, and a picture was drawn on the bald spot, one that looked like a flaming horn totem.

“Is this a totem of our tribe?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Your tribe?” She was surprised.

“Yeah, I'm from the Horn Tribes.” Shao Xuan said.

“Oh, you too?!” When she heard Shao Xuan's words, her eyes were much less alert.

“It's snowing heavily. Go hide beside it.” Shao Xuan asked the other party to stand under the eaves of the wooden house.

It is probably rainy on weekdays, the rooftop slope of the wooden house is large, and the roof extends long enough to avoid snow. Besides, Shao Xuan would like to learn more about the Horn Brothers from her.

So, not far away, I looked at the corner of the door of my house, my fist snapped, I thought that the kid in front of the house must be making some kind of distraction, I was anxious for my brother, my wife was about to be robbed, when will you come back?!

If my brother hadn't told me not to do anything, I'd want to run over and beat people up at noon. Shall we go out? He was afraid he couldn't hold his fist, but if he didn't go out, look at the situation over there and hurry.

Because Shao Xuan's voice was not loud and the corner was not too close to noon, he could not hear the conversation there. And the two people under the roof, they seemed to be having a great time.

Shao Xuan learned that this woman is called Mu Xiao, a member of the Longboat tribe. The Horn Boat brothers all worked hard at her house. However, Shao Xuan could tell from her tone of reference to the Horn Boat brothers, that the Mu Xiao had a fondness for the brothers of the Horn Boat, because the flame had saved her once, if not the flame, she would have been bitten to death by the fish in the river. The fur coat she held was for the flames, but the flames had not yet returned.

As can be seen from the attitude of the other side, her diagonal brothers are quite conservative.

Well, it's not the kind of thing between a rich lady and a poor kid. It should be a rare event in this place. I didn't expect the brothers to be strong enough. Shao Xuan Xin Dao.

The animal leather coat brought by the wooden beast was worn by her brother. Generally, the people of the Longboat tribe would throw old clothes at tourists who worked for them as rewards. However, most of the animal leather coats were broken or bald, and this one on the wooden beast hand was good in those old clothes, which she deliberately picked out.

In order to dispel the lingering suspicion, Shao Xuan re-painted the totem she painted on the leather coat. Woodblock painting is irregular, or even the Horn Brothers may not be able to clearly paint the Totem of the Flaming Horn Tribe, and the Woodblock is also influenced by the Horn Brothers.

“This is what our tribe's totem looks like.” Shao Xuan pointed to the drawing drawn on the ground and said.

“So that's it.” Shao Xuan was able to accurately paint the Totem of the Flaming Horn tribe, and the painting was clearer than what she saw there, and the suspicion in her heart completely disappeared. When she thought about what Shao Xuan had just said, she thought Shao Xuan was a tourist, just like the Horn Brothers.

Since Shao Xuan and Yanxiao are descendants of the Horn Tribes, Wood Xuan's attitude towards Shao Xuan is also a little enthusiastic. However, in the corner of the afternoon, the alarm rang directly.

In the Traveller's District, when have you seen Mu Xiao's attitude toward others other than his own?

The more angry I want, the more I can't bear it. If I continue, maybe my brother's woman will be robbed.

“Get out of here! ”

Horn afternoon roared toward Shao Xuan, a fist toward Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan has been watching the horn afternoon movement since just now, and he can also guess the idea of the horn afternoon. Avoid the fists of the horn and the feet that kick in the horn.

“Horn afternoon, stop!” Woody screamed beside him.

He did not listen at the corner of the afternoon and continued to wave his fists at Shao Xuan. Unfortunately, no matter how much he hit, even if he didn't use all his strength despite the brother's orders, he still couldn't hit it. Even Shao Xuan's leather coat was not close, every time it was so little worse, like pinching accuracy.

The more the horn lunch beats, the more breath and stiffness, the more you can start beating with the key points, but because of the image of the emotion, the motion on your hand is messed up.

“Stop!” There was a loud drink next to it.

This time it's not a wooden voice.

When I heard that voice, the horn stopped at noon.

Shao Xuan looked at the past. He wore a fur that was not long or thick and bore a perforated leather coat. He did not have a beard as long as the corner afternoon. He was slightly thinner than the corner afternoon, but his eyes were sharp and people looked more stable.

This person is supposed to be the brother of Horn Noon, the one who came looking for - the flame.

This weather is still bearable for Totem fighters, but it is very bad for those who do not have the power to awaken and do not dress well. But the flames seemed like they couldn't feel the cold around them, and they didn't shake a bit.

Just after work will come, there are still some scratches on the burning hand, the wound is not deep and the blood has clotted.

“Brother, this boy...” Halfway through, Horn afternoon doesn't know what to say.

"" Shao Xuan said, "he's also from the Horn Tribe. ”

Shao Xuan found that the Horn Boat brothers' eyes did not change much after hearing the phrase, their eyes only flashed slightly, but their vigilance did not diminish.

“Let's go inside first. ”

The flames burned in front of the door, unintentionally or unintentionally, between Shao Xuan and the wood.

Shao Xuan slightly pulled the corner of his mouth. The two men are quite defensive.

After walking to the door, a thin bamboo knife was pulled out, inserted into the gap between the wooden door and the wooden wall, and then picked up.

The door's open.

This is how they open their doors when they're unlocked and nobody's home. Behind the door is a wood-like construction.

After entering the house, Shao Xuan roughly looked at the setting in the eye room. Although not very good, it was much better than the original flaming conditions.

“Leave me alone, you have to talk ahead of time.” Shao Xuan found himself a wooden stool to sit on, "he said.

The atmosphere was incorrect and the wooden cloak did not stay for long. After burning the fur coat, he left the house.

As soon as Mu Zheng went out, he closed the door at noon and looked at Shao Xuan with his fist active. A fight between the doors.